for some reason. i have ended up writing and giving way to many eulogies in my life. i just seemed to have a nack of being able to lie about some dead sob and make him sound like a saint when i'm done. however there were a few that i thought deserved to have their eulogies read before they pass. because they were that impactfull on the people they crossed paths with when they were alive. it dawned on me that maybe they should hear what we really thought of themit was just a thought at the last funeral i went to. just one of those thoughts that make you go hmmmmmm. right now i'm in the process of losing the best thing in my life. my little dog boo boos. shes starting to have seizures and they are getting more often and getting stronger. i don't think it will be long now. i got boo boos when i rented a house after my heart attack. i gotta tell you. i was so sick. i didn't know if i had the stones to recover or not. then my best friend called me up and said. i sent some chick over to you're place with you're new dog. i told him, i don't want a dog. all i'll do is fall in with with it and somebody will steal her. that would break my heart. tom said too late and hung up on me. about that time some chick that scared me got off her sportster and came down the stairs and knocked. when i opened the door, she reached inside her leather jacket and out came the most beautiful chi wa wa. wrong spelling i know. i couldn't have scripted it better. because four months after i got her. someone stole her. it was at that time that i figured out how much i really loved this little dog. i would have looked for her for the rest of my life. after four weeks of hard looking, i was able to find her. and i got her back. i'm 63. a real bachelor. i'm straight, i just never ran into the right one. or maybe too many right ones. anyway here i sat. 63 living alone. recovering from that heart attack. to be honest i didn't care if i made it or not. i didn't have anybody in my life. i spent 9 days in the hospital and no one called or came to see me. all of a sudden there was a reason to get up in the morning. she gave me a reason to get up off my ass. and start making me whole again. since then we have had a ball together. we watch tv together. she has to sleep under the blanket. i'm a realist and this isn't going to end well. this will be the last weekend she will be even coherent. i'm going to spoil her rotten. i'm very comfortable with my manhood. i will tell one and all. that my heart is breaking and iv'e sat here all night crying on and off. i could care less who knows or sees me. i hurt so much. to those who followed the posts during the dognapping. i don't forget how you kept up with the hunt and all the great posts you sent. my little 3 year old little dog and i thank all of you so much.from an old 63 year old man. with tears in his eyes. thanks for reading this.
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